Date: Tue, 27 Jul 2021 16:35:56 -0400
From: Alex Ryder <slavishincle@gmail.com>
Subject: A Freak and His Best Friend 4

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***

The guy came into the living room and told us our little break was up. I
was still pretty wiped out, but I was certain what was coming next. I could
hear Crusher growling and scratching at his cage. I was going to be raped
again by that mad wolf dog. It wasn't going to be as nice as it was with
Gonzo. I wasn't sure how I felt about this. I guess I did ask for it by
coming here.

Poor Asher. He seemed genuinely worried about what ws next. The guy said he
had a surprise for him. Asher wasn't like me. He wasn't just going to
submit himself to a dog. Maybe the guy wanted him. I was worried how this
was going to go. The guy had a duffle bag with him.

"Ok pretty boy, get fucking naked."

"What's going on man? I'm just here to watch. Seriously dude."

"Look douchebag, we can make this easy or difficult. If it gets difficult,
you are going to suffer. I mean really fucking suffer. You're in my realm
now and you're going to follow directions. Play nice and you won't get hurt
and neither will your boy."

"Asher, just do what he says, I'm sure it will be ok."

"I don't know man, this is not what I came here for. Why don't we just
leave?"

Asher attempted to get up and pull me up with him. The guy wasn't having
it.

"I had a feeling you were going to be an asshole. You pretty boys always
are."

The guy pulled a cattle prod from the duffle bag. He switched it on and
pointed it at Asher, just grazing him with it. Asher felt a sharp jolt.

"Fuck dude! What the fuck is your problem?"

"You. You are my fucking problem. One more step and I give you a real
jolt. Like this."

He jammed the prod into my ribs and held it there. It was horribly
painful. I writhed and kicked until he pulled it away.

"Please Asher..." I said hoarsely.

"This is so fucked up. Fine. I'll strip. Don't hurt him anymore, please."

All I could think of at that moment was that Asher really did love me. He
was trying to protect me. I felt all tingly inside.

Once Asher stripped, the guy looked him over.

"Damn pretty boy. You got a fucking horse dick!"

Asher's cock was huge. It was a thick, meaty 12 inches and it was hard. The
guy smacked it pretty hard. Asher jumped back. Since the guy was still
holding the cattle prod, Asher got back into place. The guy pulled out a
collar and strapped it to Asher's neck. He dropped the prod probably
figuring he had Asher's attention at that point. He grabbed Asher's monster
and tugged on it. This made Asher wince. He held onto his cock while he
pulled a length of rope out of the bag. He tied it around Asher's giant
balls and tugged on it. Asher tried to protest but the guy gave him a stern
look. I was amazed at how easily Asher was complying with this guy.

The guy tied one end of the rope to the ring on Asher's collar. The other
end just hung down. The guy continued his work on Asher, tying his hands
behind his back and then tying the rope attached to his balls to
that. Asher was looking very uncomfortable.

"On your knees douchebag."

Asher dropped to his knees. He looked down at me, still lying on the
floor. He now had a worried, even sad look on his face. I knew he was going
through this for me. This was not like him at all. I couldn't have loved
him more.

The guy tied Asher's ankles and then tied them to his wrists. Asher was
effectively hogtied, but in an upright position. It looked horribly
uncomfortable. The look on Asher's face said it was probably painful
too. The guy was not fooling around here. The guy pulled a ball gag out of
the bag and shoved it in Asher's mouth. He tied it tightly around his head.

"Ok freaks. Follow me."

I crawled behind the guy on all fours. Asher fumbled his way along on his
knees. He grunted and winced at just about every move. I felt bad for
him. The guy stood at the open door of the room where Crusher was. Crusher
was raging. His fangs were showing and he was growling fiercely. He kept
pawing and scratching at the cage, wanting to get out. I knew what was
coming. Instinctively, I went to the middle of the room and faced away from
the cage.

"Good bitch. You know what to do. Very nice. Now, you. Get your douchebag
ass into that corner!"

The guy pointed to the corner opposite the door. Asher struggled, but he
made it there. The dirt and debris on the floor made being on your knees
even more painful. Asher got to the corner and fell back into it. I turned
slightly so I could face him.

While Crusher was going completely out of his mind, the guy took his
time. He had more torture for Asher. He stood over Asher and stared down at
him. He was clearly showing Asher his dominance over him. Asher had tears
in his eyes. I just wanted to stop all of this and get him out of here, but
I was powerless. The guy pulled several clothespins out of his
pocket. Asher made loud, muffled noises and struggled to get away. He
pushed back as the guy tried to clip the pins on him. The guy dropped the
clothespins on the floor and walked away. He came back into the room with
the cattle prod, which he poked right at my asshole. I fell forward as the
guy kept poking me with it. Asher tried so hard to scream. The guy walked
over to Asher.

"Are you going to stop being a dick and stop fighting me?"

Asher whimpered in compliance. He carefully attached one clothespin to each
of Asher's nipples, causing him to let out a wail. The guy attached two
more to each nipple. He pulled out several more pins and clipped them to
the head of Asher's cock, which was a reddish color since the rope
prevented the blood from flowing out of his hardon. The guy tousled Asher's
hair and smiled at him.

"Now, you look so much better. Now you're MY bitch."

Finally, it was my turn. The guy walked over and kicked me in my balls,
really hard. I fell to the ground in pain. Asher lunged forward, but
couldn't do anything, except cause himself pain. The guy commanded me to
get back up and then he kicked me again. He did this three more times. He
came and stood in front of me.

"Look up at me you pathetic slut!" He spit on my face. "You're gonna let
Crusher have his way with you. And you're gonna keep coming back to satisfy
him. Got it?"

I nodded affirmatively.

The guy walked over to Crusher's cage and knelt beside it. Gonzo was
standing in the doorway. He unlatched the door of the cage and told the dog
to `stay'. Crusher was seriously angry and ready to pounce. His huge red
cock was out of its sheath. He wanted it badly. `Not yet' the guy said as
he slipped his clothes off and sat on the floor. He had Gonzo come and sit
next to him. He lit up a cigarette and then shouted. "Get her boy! Get
her!"

Crusher lunged out of the cage. He jumped on me and forced me to the
floor. He started barking wildly and nipping at my ass, wanting me to get
back up into position. He scratched at me, making the wounds from the other
day bleed again. Asher's eyes were so big, they were about to pop out of
his head.

Suddenly, I felt Crusher's rough tongue lick my swollen, gaping hole and
bolts of pleasure shot through my body. He kept on slurping at the cum
still lingering on me from Gonzo's fucking. His rough tongue ravaged my boy
pussy and made me cum immediately. Asher looked on, unable to do
anything. He was so obviously in pain from the way he was tied up and the
pins on his nipples and cock. He made some whimpering noises which got
Crusher's attention.

Crusher charged at Asher, snarling, with drool pouring off of his exposed
fangs. The guy got up and yelled loudly, stomping his feet on the floor.

"CRUSHER! NO! STOP!"

Crusher got right up on Asher and up into Asher's face. Asher was in full
fear mode. He fell back into the corner and lost his balance and ended up
on his side with Crusher standing over him barking. The guy ran over and
grabbed Crusher's collar and pulled him back, kicking him in his side. I
was trembling. This situation was getting out of control. Crusher retreated
and turned to look up at the guy.

"Get back to the bitch, boy. She's ready for you."

Crusher walked back over to my ass. The guy went back to his spot. Poor
Asher was now in an even worse position as he lay hogtied on the ground
with clothespins pinching him even more sharply. The ones on his cock flew
off and Asher issued a muffled scream of agony.

Crusher pounced on me, he was in a fiercer fit of rage this time. He was
angry. His front paws scratched furiously on my sides. He bit my neck and
held it, not quite biting all the way through but letting me know he was
the alpha. One slight move out of order and he would tear into my flesh. He
grabbed onto my hair and jerked his head back and forth, pulling some of it
out into his mouth. He swung his head side to side and tried to spit it
out.

I closed my eyes, not wanting to see what he's going to do next. I figured
I'm dead. I could feel his hot, moist breath on my neck. Then his tongue
started to bathe me in a wash of drool and slobber. Thoughts of Crusher
grinding my hole with his long, fat cock made me cum again. I was wanting
his fat canine cock filling my gaping pussy, I screamed out "FUCK ME
CRUSHER! FUCK ME!" When I opened my eyes again, there was Asher staring
right at me. He had managed to get on his stomach, sweating and crying from
the pain of the knots tightening and the pins tearing at his nipples.

I tried to slowly inch my ass up to his cock. My motions annoyed him and I
again received a firm bite, this time on my shoulder, coupled with a low
growl that told me Crusher is going to fuck me and there isn't a damn thing
I could do about it. Not that I would do anything about it. I focused my
attention on Asher and we locked eyes. Whatever we were communicating to
one another was deep. I could feel him staring right through me. I tried to
comfort him with my eyes.

Crusher's huge red cock, it's head the size of a plum, was now sticking out
of its sheath by about at least eight inches. I knew he was even bigger
than that. I tried to relax as much as possible, hunching my shoulders down
so that my ass stuck up in the air, leaving me all the more open, telling
him I was ready. I wanted to feel his big fat pole force my hole open
farther than ever before and fill me completely.

That dog had impeccable aim. For as crazed and wild as he was, he had no
trouble steadying himself to enter my hole. Given how much my hole had been
abused over the last few days, it wasn't a hard target to find. Crusher
thrust his huge cock into me and I screamed bloody murder. The guy got up
and crawled over to get a closer look. Asher writhed and twisted trying to
get closer. He desperately wanted to do something. Gonzo knew enough to
stay away. Crusher began his insistent pounding so fast that he slipped
back out of me. He thrust that huge knob through my hole again. I just
howled in pain, almost falling over, but his strong front legs were holding
me tightly.

His hot steamy breath was beating against the back of my neck, his slobber
rained down on me and my nipples were grazing against the filthy floor. The
bulk of this alpha beast rocked against me, I couldn't stop my body from
betraying me. I was having a terrible time keeping steady. His thrusting
was even more angry and intense than it was last time. His cock seemed to
double in size the more he fucked me. My cunt - that what it had become, a
sloppy, wet cunt - was swelling, as was his cock. Suddenly my eyes flew
wide open, and I gasped as I felt the enormous head of his dog cock
thumping around my gut.

I could feel the hard muscles of his thighs pressing against my ass,
working as Crusher relentlessly jabbed his big cock again and again into my
pussy, forcing my loosened hole apart. I hollered out again, "YES! CRUSHER!
YES!!"  I groaned as each hammering thrust took his huge canine shaft
deeper into my tired, abused body. My cunt was swallowing inch after inch
of the brute's tool. My body rocked under the weight of the beast. With
each pounding thrust, I could feel the fat head of his pole slamming deep
into me. As the savage fucking continued, my eyes rolled back and became
intoxicated by the horrible pleasure of being impaled on the wolf dogs
giant tool. Crusher stretched the walls of my hole as never before, taking
me to the point where it pushed me to yet another painful orgasm. I had
nothing left to shoot and instead I felt sharp jabs of pain flow through my
tiny cock.

Crusher was fucking me at a frantic pace, his heavy balls slapping against
my ass. Then...it happened. His already swollen cock began to grow even
more. I felt it's hugeness starting to spread my asshole even wider than my
already stretched to the limit pussy. Crusher was forcing his knot into
me. I felt as if I was being ripped apart, and I screamed about as loud as
I ever have. Asher was shaking his head and crying. He could easily sense
the pain I was in. That knot was even bigger than it was a few days
ago. The guy even jumped back when I screamed. As insensitive as he seemed,
even he looked concerned.

It occurred to me to cry for help, even to try and get away, but I was
helpless to stop him. He would have torn me apart. His powerful thrusts
slammed the knot at the base of his huge prick into my cunt. My drooping
head shot up, my eyes rolled back, and my whole body tensed. He continued
to hammer his shaft into me until I was fully impaled on Crusher's dog
cock, knot and all. Crusher continued his brutal fucking as if I'm just
some lowly stray bitch. He was relentless. His strength and dominance were
so much more powerful than before. It was as if he had to fully claim me.

I was gasping, panting, and moaning loudly. My head rocked wildly, and I
lewdly started pumping back, savoring the fucking of a kind I had never
experienced before. I was a dog's bitch, and I knew it. I didn't care about
anything except being fucked, and fucked hard. I came again, yelping as I
felt another sharp jab in my cock. It was like I was being milked. My body
wanted to keep orgasming, but I had nothing to spit out.

I was fully present for this fucking. I did not black out like I did last
time. Asher tried yelling to me, but all he could make were muffled
cries. The guy was mesmerized at this spectacle in front of him. Even Gonzo
was panting and crying at the door. This was an epic fucking that was 15
minutes in by this point. I cried out loudly, "FUCK ME, CRUSHER. FUCK ME!"
He cried out with an ear piercing, haunting howling that shook everyone.

Soon he stiffened, he just stopped dead in his tracks. He whimpered and
whined as his huge shaft swelled even more just as he shot his wolf cum
deep inside me. Crusher kept unloading all the cum that had been stored in
his huge dog balls for the last few days. The high I had finally started
coming down, though Crusher's huge dog cock was securely fastened into me.
There I was, hunched over on my knees with my head on the floor, in the
most amazing pain ever. I was impaled by a huge dog cock, a cock twice the
size of any guys I'd ever had in my nineteen years.

We stayed this way for more than 20 minutes. It was excruciating, but also
invigorating. In all my times with Angel, I had never felt as if I was one
with the dog. Crusher claimed me, he made me his own. It was a feeling I
wanted to have forever. I wanted to become Crusher's bitch forever.

For a dog that was so rough and violent, once he was done, Crusher gently
pulled his cock out. It made a squishy sucking sound as it slid out of my
obliterated hole. With almost no resistance from my destroyed sphincter,
his cum gushed out of me all over the floor. The guy stuck his hand out to
get it covered. He immediately began jerking his cock with it. So much cum
spilled out of me, it spilled over to Asher. He was just lying there in a
puddle of dog cum. Crusher quietly went back into his cage and went about
licking his cock.

I was destroyed, physically and mentally. My body was scratched and
bruised. I was a bloody, sweaty, cummy mess. I collapsed into a broken heap
of flesh. The guy stood over me furiously jerking his cock. It was like
what had just happened drove him wild. He was frantic, as if he needed to
cum in order to live. When he finally came, he shot loads and loads of
thick, sticky cum all over my face. Once he was done, he went over to Asher
and relieved him of his restraints and clothespins. Asher cried as the guy
removed the ropes, revealing bloody wrists. When he took the rope off of
Asher's balls, Asher cried out in agony. The guy quietly left the room,
leaving me and Asher alone.

"Fuck. What the fuck." Asher said with a tired, raw voice.

"Are you ok? I'm so sorry that happened to you." My voice was not much
better.

We crawled to each other and did our best to wrap our arms around each
other. I didn't care that every part of me hurt, I just wanted to feel
Asher close to me.

"I'm not sorry. I did it for you. I will do anything to protect you. I
don't know if I did any good, but I tried. I wasn't going to let that guy
hurt you. No way."

"Oh Asher. I hope you don't hurt too bad. Thank you for being here for
me. I wish it was something you enjoyed. I feel terrible for what he did to
you."

"I did enjoy some of it. You looked like you loved every bit of that. Even
when you were screaming in pain, it looked like you wanted it. Did you? Is
that what you wanted?"

"I did. I really did. I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I want you to get everything you want. I want to make that
happen for you. I just need you to help me through some things."

"I will. I so will. Please, let's get out of here. I want to go home and
just crash with you."

Asher managed to get himself off the floor. Fortunately, he is pretty
strong and he was able to lift me up and throw my arms over his shoulder. I
was beyond wiped out. Crusher's cum was just drooling down my legs. My ass
was sloppy and gaping. I was scratched and bitten. Asher didn't care. He
just took me in his arms and walked me to the other room where our clothes
were.

"That bitch is a talent. You should come back again soon. Crusher really
likes you. No one, and I mean no one, has ever handled him like you do."

The guy had gotten dressed and got up to pat me on the back. It was nice to
get a compliment like that for a guy like him.

"What's your story dude? Who are you?" Asher inquired.

"I'm your new friend. Next time we might even hang out. Maybe I'll even
fuck you."

Asher gently let me down on the floor near my clothes. Gonzo came over and
licked my cum smeared face. He moved on to my wounds. He tenderly licked
them as if he were trying to heal me. He was a really sweet dog.

"My name is Asher. This is Jason. It's weird that we only know the dogs
names."

"Dan. I'm Dan. I'm an asshole at first because no one is ever really
serious about this. You two though. Pretty boys like you just want to get
their dick sucked and be told they're hot. You let me try to break you
man. Really fucking hot."

That conversation seemed so odd. The guy, who we then learned was Dan, was
so nice all of a sudden. Asher was chatting it up with the guy who tortured
him.

"If we come back, can we maybe hang out? LIke, drink beers together? Smoke
some joints?"

"You wanna hang with me? After all I did to you?"

"I don't know, but yeah, I guess. Whatever. I don't think you're as much of
an asshole as you come off. My best bud is like that. It's rarely real. I
mean, you want Jason to come back, right? Your dogs definitely do."

"I had you wrong pretty boy, um, Asher. Yeah. Next time. We'll hang out. We
can watch Jason get dog fucked."

"Cool. We're outta here. See you again, dude."

Asher grabbed his clothes and got dressed. I stood up and leaned against
the wall.

"Dan?"

"Yeah man, uh, Jason?"

"Your boys are sexy as fuck. I hope you'll tell me their stories next
time."

"Ha! I will. I promise. Seriously, you are the most talented bitch I've
ever seen. Dog or human."

"Nice. Oh, Dan?"

"Yeah?"

"You're hot as fuck too."

Asher put his arm around me and walked me to the door. Dan smiled at us. It
was a bizarre way to end our time together.

Asher drove me home. I passed out in the car as soon as I sat down. Asher
carried me into the house and just put me in bed. It was like 7:00 in the
morning, and I was done. Asher was too. He was going to shower, but instead
just cuddled up with me. We slept for more than 12 hours.

***

The next couple of days were pretty uneventful. Asher and I went about our
usual business of sleeping, eating, getting high or drunk and playing golf
or hanging out at the beach. I loved that we were wealthy enough to just do
nothing. We didn't seem to be in any rush to fully consummate our
relationship. We just loved being together and spent a lot of time kissing
and touching. I also spent a lot of time sucking Asher's giant cock. I
think we both wanted to take things further, but also seemed a little
nervous about it. Despite the wildness of a couple of days ago, Asher was a
little hesitant to push things with me, though I could tell he wanted more.

One day, I finally got the urge to let Asher know about one of my other
major fetishes. If we were going to be together, he should know I love
shit, so I decided to tell him.

Whenever he took a dump, I usually sat outside in the hall, watching as he
shit and talking with him. It was a weird little thing that we did all the
time. I decided that was the time I'd push this limit with him.

He was sitting there going on about some random movie he wanted us to watch
together. He hadn't shit yet, it seemed like it was a little more effort
than other times. He let out a few loud, smelly farts. As he was blabbering
on, I got on my knees and crawled in between his legs.

"Whoa! Dude! What the fuck are you doing?"

"I'm getting a better spot."

"A better spot for what man?"

"A better spot to smell those wicked farts you're pushing out."

Asher's cock began to grow.

"Fuck. Why am I not just completely disgusted by that?"

I got as close to him as I could and took a deep breath. I ran one hand
along his leg and the other around his cock.

"Asher, I really hope that I don't freak you out when I tell you what I am
about to."

"It is going to be hard to freak me out any more than I was a couple of
days ago. We love each other. Anything goes, preppy boy."

"Anything? Remember you said that."

"Why do I have a feeling I know what you're about to tell me?"

I leaned up and kissed him, while I was still stroking his cock. I had
pulled his monster out of the toilet so I could get a good grip on it.

"You really are the most perfect guy ever, Asher. Just completely perfect."

I lowered my head down and took the head of his cock in my mouth. As I
eased my mouth down on it, Asher put his hand on the back of my head. I
felt him relax and then I felt the warm liquid filling my throat. I didn't
even have to say anything, Asher was catching on to what I wanted. As he
pissed in my mouth, and I swallowed every drop of it, I heard yet another
fart. I breathed in deeply and then the smell got even stronger. Asher was
finally pushing out his shit.

Asher let out a soft moan as his log slid from his hole. I slowly sucked
his cock while he took a huge dump. Finally, I heard the plop of his thick
log falling into the toilet. He moaned with relief once it was out. Then he
started to let another, softer log slide out of him. I kept sucking.

"Ahhhh...this feels so good...damn, preppy boy, damn."

I just kept working his cock, though I didn't want to go too far just
yet. I didn't want him to cum until I took this a little further.

"Are you going to wipe me clean too?"

I lifted my head up and looked into his eyes.

"I really want you to like this. Just stand up and turn around."

Asher did as I asked. I think that was the point he kind of knew what was
coming. I ran my hands on each of his perfect ass cheeks and got up on my
knees and rubbed my nose up along his crack. I could smell the shit that
was in the bowl and still on his ass. His thick monster cock was sticking
out, hard as a baseball bat. He put his hands up on the wall and spread his
legs, like he was about to be frisked. It seemed almost instinctual how he
responded.

I pulled his ass apart and there was his shit stained hole. It had a light
covering of hair that was all encrusted with a beautiful brown slime. I
took one more deep breath and then I went for it. I started at the bottom
of his crack and licked all the way up to the top in one quick motion. The
taste of his shit, right from his ass, was invigorating. I went back and
continued to lick up and down, sucking at his hole and cleaning the streaks
of shit from his hole. I took my time since I could hear Asher murmuring
his appreciation as I worked his hole. Even though I had cleaned it up, I
kept tongue fucking him and eating his ass. I finally backed off to take a
break.

"Fuck dude! That was fucking awesome! Damn! You need to eat my ass more
often!"

Asher stepped back and leaned on the counter.

"You liked that?"

"Fuck yeah! I loved that. I think I want you to do it all over
again. Longer next time."

"I'm so happy you liked that."

"Did it taste good? Like, not just my ass, my shit. Did you like it?"

"Oh yes. I loved every bit of it."

Asher got down on his knees and looked over at the toilet. His huge log and
another mound of his shit were just sitting there.

"Soooo...do you want that?"

I sat quietly. I was scared to tell him. I don't know why, but I was still
afraid he'd be disgusted by me.

"I do," I said meekly.

We both sat there, just sort of string into space. I knew I had to just go
for it. I just didn't want him to think less of me. I went to reach my hand
into the bowl.

"Wait! Stop!"

"What? You think this is gross. You don't want me..."

"No. I want to give it to you. I want to touch it."

"You don't have to."

"Yes I do. If this is what you like, then I want to be a part of it. What
are you going to do with it? Do you get on you? Do you...eat it?"

I was melting right there. I was about to cry. I couldn't believe what
Asher was doing. He wanted to pick up his own shit to make me happy. He was
willing to hand me a mound of his own shit so he could be a part of this
with me.

"Uh...both...I like it on me and...I really like to eat it..."

Asher looked into the toilet and then slowly stuck his hand in. He poked
his fingers into the mound of shit and scooped a little up. He raised his
hand up and looked at the clump of his own waste on his hands. He brought
it to his nose and smelled it. He made a wincing face, but kept smelling
it, as if he were trying to get used to it. He turned and looked at me and
then moved his hand towards me. He wiped the clump of shit on my cheek and
then into my mouth. I sucked on his fingers as he pushed them into my
mouth. This was unbelievable, Asher was feeding me his shit.

Without saying a word, he dug in for another clump. This time he just went
right to my mouth with it. I licked the shit off and chewed it up. He
smiled as I swallowed it. He went back for more. He took the next bit and
wiped it on my chest, and then another bit on my face. There was a pretty
big mound of shit there and he kept feeding it to me and smearing it on
me. It was so stimulating. Here was the boy of my dreams seemingly enjoying
one of my favorite things with me. He genuinely appeared to be liking this.

"Wow dude. I can't believe how hot this is. It's fucking gross, but it
really has me horny. Fuck. You are so fucking hot right now."

"Thanks Asher. You don't know how much this means to me."

I couldn't control myself. I had a giant smile on my face.

"You want this all the time, don't you?"

"I-I-I kinda do..."

"I am so into you, man, I just want to make you
happy. Dogs. Shit. Whatever. I love you. I will do anything that makes you
smile like that."

I leaped forward and threw my arms around him. I hugged him so tightly. I
was getting the shit he rubbed on my body all over him. He grabbed me by my
hair and pulled me back. I thought it was because he was grossed out, but
it wasn't. He pushed my face into his and kissed me. Now he was tasting his
own shit. We kissed pretty heavily for a short while. We finally released
ourselves from the embrace.

"Can I finish the rest?"

"Damn! Fuck yeah, freaky boy! Eat it all. Show me how much you love my
shit!"

I reached into the bowl and scooped up the last bits of soft shit that were
floating around and I quickly gobbled it up. Then I grabbed that log that
was there. It was wet and slimy and thick. I held it to my face and smelled
it. I stuck my tongue out and licked it up and down, like an ice cream
cone. Asher watched me enjoy the product of his bowels. I took the log and
slowly pushed it into my mouth. I sucked on it like a cock, tasting the
bitter, brown delight. I took a huge bite and chewed it slowly before I
swallowed it down. I smiled at Asher, displaying my satisfaction. He smiled
back. Asher was stroking his cock.

As I continued to savor the tasty log of shit, Asher knelt up and moved
closer. He was jacking his massive member furiously. I knew he was getting
close. I continued to suck and slurp his shit waiting for him to blast his
load. It wasn't long before I was rewarded. Asher arched back and let out a
loud grunt and then he shot rope after rope of thick, sticky cum on my face
and his shit. I sucked the cum and shit and bit off more. With my other
hand, I jerked myself off, coming to my own climax. I shot more cum than I
ever had. As Asher collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily, I finished my
shit snack.

Asher was lying on his back on the bathroom floor. I crawled up onto him
and put my arms around him, resting my head on his chest. The room smelled
of shit and cum. It was amazing.

"Thank you, Asher."

"No way preppy boy, thank you."

"I love you."

"I love the fuck out of you."

"Now you know so much about me, you need to tell me what you like. What do
you want to do? You know I'll do anything with you. I'll do anything for
you."

"I know Jason. You'll find out soon enough."

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